Not being around him meant missing him. Missing him meant wanting to see him. And seeing him direct that dimple smile to someone other me, hurt. That meant even avoiding him more. That meant I couldn't roll my eyes at his cockiness. It was an endless loop that went from jealousy and missing. I was emotionally tired.

I looked down at my half eaten food suddenly not feeling hungry anymore. I made my way to the sink and did the accumulated dishes. I finished and sat on the couch. My phone buzzed. I dreaded it.  

Maybe he noticed I was avoiding him and wanted answers. 

Every vibration sent my heart to sink further in my stomach. I hesitantly looked at the caller ID. I relaxed a bit. It was an unknown number. I picked up.

"Hello," I said curious.

"Hello, good morning, is this Harry Black?" A female voice was on the other line. She spoke in a professional manner but softly.

"Yes, speaking."

"Oh, Mr. Black I'm glad I reached you, I wanted to inform you that you're application to intern as a interior design assistant has been accepted."

"Really, that's great, when do I start?" I almost jumped for joy.

"Well, you will be expected to start Monday, but you'll be emailed the specifics later in today."

"Thank you so much, I'll be waiting."

"Okay have a lovely day."

Finally things are starting to go my way.

                                        

I parked in the basement and made my way to the elevator. I was in a maroon suit and black turtle neck and black dress shoes. With my laptop in hand, it would be a lie if I said I wasn't nervous. I was glad I was early. The elevator seemed to be taking too long to get here. There were people coming in and out of the building. This is what the co-operate world looked like, I was exited.I tapped my foot becoming a bit impatient.

Suddenly my heart slowed and my vision got blurry. I could hear my breathing echoing in my head I looked around and I was a lone and for a split second everything was black. I panicked. My vision got restored little by little and everything looked a kind of pink shade as if I was wearing rose colored glasses. That's when it hit me. It was happening. I looked down at my hands. I saw it. Something that wasn't there before. A red string tied to my right pinky.  I tried to touch it but my figures fell right through. It formed a clear path to where I was supposed to go. I looked around then back at my hand again it was still there. I took a deep breath.

I can't believe this is fucking happening.

I took a step in the direction I was being led. One foot in front of the other. Slowly I followed. The thread got shorter and shorter. I followed it with my eyes until they finally landed on the person who had the other end.

Our eyes met. My heart stopped. He smiled at me exposing his perfect teeth. His eyes were grey and delicate with thick lashes. He was wearing a black suit that was literally made for his body. His coat hugged his biceps and his trousers fit in all the right areas and were the perfect length exposing his socks a bit. His hair was raven dark and had a faded at the sides, he had a bit of a stubble. His knuckles had tattoos that disappeared in his sleeves and some on his neck that trailed off in his shirt. He wore a pinky ring with a black stone in beaded in the middle and had black studs. This man was beautiful.

He walked towards me, I couldn't move nor take my eyes of him. He still had a full grin on his face. He got closer and my palms started to sweat. He stopped in front of me and I looked up at him. He was tall. It's like God took a day off to create this man. My mouth was slightly a jar. He put his hands on my shoulders and it sent shivers down my spine. He opened his mouth to speak but some two men appeared behind  him interrupting him and he turned around.

"Guys, I found him." He said while he stepped aside and I was in full view of the strangers. They looked at each other and scanned me from head to toe. I was nervous. Then they gave each other a knowing smile, then smile at me. I gave them an awkward one.

"I am Luke by the way these are my friends Daniel  and Liam." He gestured one at a time to their respective names. 

Daniel stepped forward and shook my hand he was about my height with dark brown hair and brown eyes. Then Liam did the same, he had brown short hair. I shook their hand.

"I am Harry." I replied.

Why am I so nervous.

"Isn't he cute." Luke looked at me and smiled. His friends nodded in agreement. My face heated up and I looked down.

"T-thanks." I stuttered. That was so out of character for me. Luke chuckled. Another guy come and joined us.

"Guys, we are getting late..." He cut himself off when he saw me. "Is this him?" He asked Luke.

"Yeah, this is Harry, Harry this is Scott."

"He's cute." Scott said and smirked at me.

"Yeah I know." Luke put his arm around me. 

This whole time I stood there awkwardly in a group of strangers that I had just met. Oddly enough I wasn't uncomfortable when he put his arm around me. I was drowning in his cologne. Some part of me just wanted to just stand there and soak in his scent... and now I was being creepy.

"Sorry to cut this short but we have a meeting to get to and we are running late." Luke said as he gazed into my eyes. I felt like I was being pulled in. I almost missed what he said until it registered in my brain.

"That's okay, I am running a bit late too." I replied

"Okay well, if you don't mind could I have your number?" He said while scratching the back of his neck. I shrugged and handed him my phone. He keyed in his digits and called himself. "I call you." He smiled then squeezed my arm. He turned and made his way into the building his friends followed close behind. He turned before disappearing in the corner and gave me a wink. I was still standing there in disbelief. I found him, my fated.